The fact that Hector was arrested caused quite a stir among the members o
f the Harmon family.
Everyone was rushed off their feet, using whatever connections they had t
o prove Hector innocent. Hector was the
patriarch of the Harmons; he represented the
family. If he was really charged with murder, not only would he be ruined
, but the whole Harmon family would also be terribly criticized by the pu
blic.
After giving out the order, Natasha called some of the trustworthy people
to her room to
discuss the countermeasures. Not everyone in the family stood on the same
side. Trent and Jacob
harbored their own thoughts. She naturally didn't trust them.
"What do you
think about this matter?" Natasha asked, glancing around.
"Could it be that Dad got sloshed for real, so he…" Ruth trailed off.
Before Ruth saw the video, she was sure that her father was not the kind
of person who would commit such a crime. However, now
that the evidence was right before her eyes, she couldn't help but doubt
his innocence.
"Your dad is well aware of his alcohol tolerance level. But why did he dr
ink so much this time that he couldn't even remember what he did after
that?" Jessica's expression didn't look good.
"Ms. Natasha, saving Mr. Harmon is what's most important right now," Jack
said worriedly.
It was going to be hard for Hector to
clear his name anytime soon. Hence, keeping him safe and sound for now wa
s their top priority.
"Dustin, what do you think?" Natasha looked at him.
"I don't think it's a coincidence that this matter happens at this time.
Your dad is probably being set up by others," Dustin replied.
Ruth
furrowed her brows. "That's what we hope too, but all the evidence is dir
ected at Dad. No one
will believe us."
"Sometimes, what we see might not be the truth, so we mustn't just look o
n the surface," Dustin said, shaking his head.
"You've gotten a clue?" Natasha asked.
"Those who have been around will know that there's a special skill in thi
s world, which is called Face–
Changing Art. I suspect that someone has impersonated your dad and commit
ted the crime."
"Face–
Changing Art?" The rest of them exchanged glances with one another, shock
ed by Dustin's
words.
"Remember the Dark Lord's disciple who showed up at the annual gathering
that day? She had used Face–Changing
Art to disguise herself as Celeste," Dustin explained.
"That's right! When she escaped, I think she left behind a human face mas
k!" Ruth said.
"That is
to say, Hector might be framed for real?" Jessica's eyes brightened.
Although they knew nothing much about Face–
Changing Art, this speculation was their only
hope at the moment.
"Are you saying that the Dark Lord is behind this?" Natasha's expression
turned cold. This wasn't just about dirtying Hector's good name; it was a
lso about ruining the reputation of the Harmons and bringing the family t
o the brink of collapse.
"What a merciless move!" Natasha muttered inwardly.
"It's possible, but there's also someone who we mustn't leave out," Dusti
n reminded.
"Who?" Natasha narrowed her eyes.
"Tyler." Dustin's voice was flat. "He was rejected at the annual gatherin
g. Judging from how the Grant family conducts themselves, it's impossible
for them to gloss over the matter."
"Seriously?" Ruth frowned in thought. "The Grant family is one of the top
three most prominent families. It's impossible for them to do something
like this. Moreover, framing my father won't bring them any benefits.
"It's just my guess. If we want to catch the culprit, it'd be best to inv
estigate from here as a start," Dustin said.
"Jack, get the shadow guards to look into these immediately!" Natasha gav
e the order directly. "Noted!" Jack obeyed and left in a hurry.
Right then, a glint of silver light surged from the window all of a sudde
n and landed fiercely on the wall. It wasn't until they had taken a close
r look that they realized it was a silver hairpin with a piece of paper a
ttached to it.
"Miracle doctor, I know who the culprit is. Come alone to Lilyrius Restau
rant tonight at 8 pm. See you then." The note was signed off by someone c
alled Azalea.